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16. Neighborhood (1)
Reach out to pick up the paper on the coffee table, a few strokes on the paper, let Sam almost laugh, can not help but say: "I thought he would be smarter." As a result, in the end, it still buys / kills / people. "
"you have done so well on the face that even if he wants to kill you, he can't think of a way to be aboveboard. Besides, it doesn't matter whether the moves are smart or not, as long as they are useful. I think it's the smartest decision he's ever made. "
After drinking a sip of water and picking up a bag of green beans, Sun Qingxu ate a snack and continued to babble: "look at your reputation outside. If Tianhong doesn't do it again, this Hongen will become something in your bag."
"Hong en? Is it worth robbing? " Sam put the paper down. "it looks like the fire is cooking oil and flowers, but the site is expanding too fast, the personnel are uneven, it looks lively, and the bottom is full of holes, and it falls down with a push."
For Sam's remarks, Sun Qingxu said non-committal, anyway, he is a man, who gives money will work for whom.
When the fried green beans were ground into powder by the teeth, Sun Qingxu sighed, "that's why the barren horn is so good. How to eat Haisai and waste your body will not get sick, let alone die." Then again, how do you know there is Tianhong behind the east wind? "
Tianhong can pretend to be more hypocritical than Saman, how can he be caught?
Hearing the words, Sam just laughed: "there is never a real secret in this world."
No matter how thick the mask is, as long as you get along for even one day and get the micro-expression benchmark of real emotion, he will not have a "lie" here in Sam, and all the truth will be clearly written on his face, as soon as you look at it, you will know.
People who can gain a foothold in the corner of desolation, there is always a special way to stand out, and Samantha is particularly accurate in judging people.
Dongfeng seems to be the power of Dongfeng. In fact, there are three people behind Dongfeng, and Tianhong has a big head. Sam moved the east wind, that is, he moved his small vault. Tianhong could no longer bear it, but he could not bear it on this matter.
Yes, Sam, who seems to be pressed step by step by Tianhong, is the real driver of all contradictions.
Sun Qingxu asked him, "when are you going to leave? I've stayed in this place long enough."
Reaching for a bottle of wine and a glass, Sam sat down on the sofa and poured himself a little. The wine glass in his hand shook gently, and Sam's eyes were dyed red by the wine.
"after I bring a new copy tomorrow, I should be forced to leave. How's it going? " He looked at Sun Qingxu, smiled and asked, "before I become a drowning dog, can I open a convenient door for you?"
Sun Qingxu was so scared that the green beans stopped chewing and shook his hand again and again: "Don't. I want to live a few more years."
Underdog? Who believes it?
"seriously, when you entered Hong en that day, you said that as long as Tianhong still regarded you as his brother, he would not leave. So now you're going to break face with him? "
Sun Qingxu touched his chin and said to himself, "are you going to let the people who come in to deal with you in the game admit that it was Tianhong's hand?"
"how can the truth revealed by yourself be the truth? I'm going to expose the killer's identity and find one of the strange players to help him crack the copy. When this person uploads a copy of the customs clearance, someone will explore the origin and target of the killer. "
Saman's words have a deep meaning: "the 'truth' found out by the viewers themselves is the 'truth' they are willing to believe."
Tasting high-quality red wine, Sam's eyes penetrated the curtains and saw a piece of sky outside, where colorful space fish swam.
"the truth doesn't matter, nor does public opinion. All I need is a reason."
They are all chess pieces, and only half of them are chess players who make it into the top ten of the stars.
He has always wanted to enjoy the high scenery, but unfortunately, Tianhong has been confused by the surface prosperity, their ideas do not agree, it is sooner or later to go their separate ways.
"then I wish you all the best." Sun Qingxu substituted water for wine and didn't forget to stuff a handful of fried green beans into his mouth.
Sam drank the red wine in one gulp: "how's it going?" Of course everything will be fine. "
"Gee, these players have even built up their power?" Ren Yifei almost smiled. "sure enough, there are rivers and lakes where there are people."
He is watching the player Forum, a large online community that seamlessly connects seven districts.
I thought there would only be buying and selling information, complaining and venting, but unexpectedly, there were hundreds of forces that played new tricks every day, appearing and disillusioned at any time like Bubble.
This network does not have the meaning of "net net". There are all kinds of restrictions on it. He doesn't know what the human limit is. But where is the lower limit? he has seen it.
Even in places where they can only play games for a living, they can play so many tricks. Even the service industry and entertainment industry have developed, not to mention the existence of killers and goons.
No surprises, no surprises.
"Don't you like it?" Guide the spirit to find it strange that many players aspire to be the boss.
Ren Yifei shook his head directly: "too tired, might as well pull a few people to form a small team, play by yourself."
"are you going to pull the team yourself?" The guiding spirit asked again.
"I didn't say that." Ren Yifei refused, "the final benefit of hard work is power and position. It's better to eat than anything else, and it doesn't make any sense."
The guiding spirit does not understand this player at all, alas, although it is the one who got out of the tight siege and grabbed it.
"Dear player, do you have anything interesting? Whatever it is, I will help you. " There is nothing to be afraid of if there is ambition, but the guiding spirit is most afraid of meeting the kind that has no desire and no desire and dies to show you every minute.
Unfortunately, its host system ptsd, did not feel the enthusiasm from the guide spirit at all, and said coldly, "maybe it's a little interesting to camouflage npc."
"Ghost because restrictions can't hurt npc, camouflage npc is also a very effective strategy." The guiding spirit exclaimed.
"No, I just like to play, and I can experience different lives."
He doesn't care if he can go through customs or not.
Buddhist, salted fish.
"so you like games very much?"
"No," Ren Yifei shook his head. "I just need a place to act."
Although the guide genie still does not understand, but the player wants to play the game is a good thing: "if you need, I can provide consulting services."
Ren Yifei said'Oh', there was still no help system, but he looked for it on the Internet.
The public posts of the player forum do not talk about individual games and seem to be restricted by certain rules and cannot be discussed. But others, game ratings, prop restrictions and so on, all have special hot posts.
Background environment, the ability of ghosts, the number of participants, players believe that these are the three factors that determine the difficulty of a copy. But official ratings are not done in this way, they are tested directly internally.
There will be an internal test before the copy is updated. Officials first set their own levels, then randomly select players for experiments, and finally rate the new copies according to the customs clearance process and mortality.
This kind of copy of recruiting testers is also called welfare copy.
Welfare copies can sign up if they meet the conditions, and the difficulty depends on character, but the random drop of props is more high-end, and shell coins get more.
There is a link at the bottom of the post, which is the latest official welfare copy message.
With a sharp eye, Ren Yifei saw a large copy of a hundred-person regiment, and the condition for participation was to have his own r-class ghost card.
The internal test time is ten days later.
Ren Yifei still feels strange: "the copy is updated so quickly?"
"copies are rejected, and on average, low-end hard copies usually don't last more than three months. But there are occasional exceptions, and those copies that have stayed for more than a year are the most difficult waves, and some boss have evolved themselves. "
After listening to the words of the guiding spirit, Ren Yifei thought, "how long did the copy of Chunzhi's mother-in-law stay?"
"three months a year is the most difficult group for beginners, and Chunzhi's mother-in-law has also evolved from an n-class card to an r-class card." The guiding spirit said, "but it is nothing to be happy in the low-end game. Neighborhood, lover and red moon have been here for two years."
"they are mid-end games under the banner of low-end. If you have the misfortune to encounter them, please do not hesitate to do so." Calm down, the most important thing is to save yourself. Of course, the probability is very low, it's hard enough to be happy, and you won't be so unlucky all the time. "
Ren Yifei:.
I don't know.
The guiding genie didn't say a word about the mid-end game, and he probably thought it was too difficult for him to handle it. Ren Yifei is not very concerned about the difficulty of the copy, he is more concerned about the people who need to be interpreted.
A copy of the welfare of a hundred-person group. I don't know what kind of person will appear. Is it a surprise or a shock? Ren Yifei wrote it down and he will try it when he has a chance.
"where did the copy come from? Does it really exist? "
After asking this question, the guiding spirit who had to answer the question began to pretend to be dead, and no matter how he poked it, there was no response.
He went to the forum to discuss a lot of posts, all kinds of speculation, but there is no accepted view. They only know that the copy is the obsession of the 'ghost', so where does the 'ghost' come from?
He's really interested.
Next, he asked some other questions about the copy.
Ren Yifei is preparing for the next game, the ordinary low-end game of a non-novice game.
The low-end bureau can only carry one auxiliary prop and cannot use any initiative skills, which must be the ability limit of what they call the "low-end game".
All three props are available, and it would be better if there is a new choice.
Ren Yifei looked at the brass chest.
"are there any lucky koi in the mall?"
"Hey?"
It is a new game and a repetitive dawn.
Light wakes up the sleeping world.
The chosen opened their eyes, unaware of the danger lurking in the dark, waiting to tear up the prey in front of them at any time.
At the southeast corner of long Street, there is a low-rise apartment building with a small garden in the middle and cars parked around it.
When it was first built, it was still downtown, and the apartment building was very high-end. Thirty years later, the city center has moved, and this side has become a forgotten old city.
The walls of the apartment building covered with small advertisements are surrounded by the fallen leaves of the plane trees, and there is a river covered with rubbish, which looks like a dilapidated scene from a distance.
Qiufeng picked up a piece of paper, which was a torn-up wanted notice with basic information about the wanted criminal.
"what kind of food do you have today?"
"the fish is good. Two baskets of sea fish arrived in the morning, and now we can still pick up some good ones."
An old woman brushed past several women who got up early on the road to go shopping, ready to return to the apartment building.
The landlady of the breakfast shop opposite stopped her and said, "it's already this time. Why hasn't Xiao Song come out yet?"
"I'll go and have a look. Maybe I got up late."
The old woman walked into the apartment building.
Apartment buildings with no elevators and no separate toilets are now temporary shelters for nearby migrant workers and the bottom of society. As long as you don't mind the confusion here, the low rent of 500 yuan a month can still attract a lot of cash-strapped tenants.
Soon after, another gentle young man came to the door with his suitcase, and the caretaker at the gate welcomed him into the apartment.
He was a decent-looking young man, dressed in a well-fitting suit and shiny shoes, dragging a blue suitcase and a pair of gold glasses, looking like an elite from time to time.
However, now that it has been reduced to this side, it is obvious that this decency, that is, the surface light, is groundless.
"our apartment was one of the best here at that time. Despite the fact that things are old, they can last for decades. Mr. Gu, please come with me." The administrator has memorized this and said it when he saw a new tenant.
As the owner of the apartment building, he seems to have not forgotten the glory of the past, nor can he get out of the past complacency.
"where do I live?" Asked the new tenant.
"the location of the first staircase on the second floor is very convenient and far away from the toilet. On your right is a young man with bad eyes, very quiet, and on your left is a young couple, but it doesn't get in the way. Don't worry, our apartment has a harmonious neighborhood and never quarrels. "
The caretaker picked up his trousers and jingled the keys.
As he led the new tenant inside, he stepped into the gate and turned to the right, and the corner of his eye glimpsed that someone had slipped on the open staircase in the sky and lost his balance.
There are a lot of old men and women in the tenants. Whoever has an accident, the apartment is jointly and severally liable.
"Ah!" The administrator suddenly lost his blood and shouted as he ran, "be careful!"
A figure rushed past him faster than he did.